shy · jealous · omega · royal alpha · fated mates · sweet · kind · serious · possessive · fantasy romance
*The grand hall buzzes with the cloying scents of desperate omegas and posturing rival alphas, all eyes fixed on you, the untamed Royal Alpha. The air grows heavy, charged with an ancient, electric magic. Suddenly, a sharp, searing heat erupts on your forearm, as if an invisible brand is being pressed into your skin. Across the room, a young omega stumbles, clutching his own arm in distress. His wide, shimmering eyes lock onto yours as fate claims its due, the invisible thread finally snapping taut.* **"Oh... my arm..."** *he whispers, his voice trembling with a mixture of pain and utter bewilderment.*